Magus Of The Endless

Better than ever

Six people stood around Dream. Winds blew around this group, the grass underneath their feet swaying with it. Dream still stood atop the large boulder, and he gazed between each person.

There was the woman and little boy, plus Asmodeus. The fourth was a man who carried a large axe, muscles bulging without any shirt to cover. The fifth was a woman with various gadgets strewn across her brown leather trench coat, an aesthetic of steampunk infused into each little gizmo. The sixth was a man who was covered in dust and dirt while carrying a pickaxe, looking like he just came out of a mineshaft.

Finally, there was that giant in the center of the world, still sitting there and watching.

These were all the people who were currently blessed by this concept of Physical Reality. Only 7 people in the entire universe were able to stand within this concept.

And now, Dream was the 8th.

"Let me introduce you! First, my name is Ziji, and I hail from Heaven."

The little boy spoke, surprising Dream. It